i am an anchor-less ship at sea-
heavy, majestic, grand
but useless.
i am a rootless tree in the jungle-
huge, seemingly alive
but dead inside.
drifting, drifting, I go.
drifting, drifting, you take me.
(i am hollow,
i am hollow,
i am hollow)
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The Soul's Voice
PoetryThe soul wishes It vies for a world of Love, devoid of hatred, knowing full well that the wish may not come true. It wishes because it's the only thing it knows how to. And a soul's wish, a soul's voice Carries more power than the wor...
